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“Miracleor not– I’m just glad to be home,” he spoke honestly, not wantingto be anywhere else just then. Truth be told, he didn’t want to beanywhere else ever. If he could spend every waking moment with her,that would be more than enough for Nixon. No, they didn’t always seeeye to eye on things during the time of their relationship and therehad been plenty of years before that when they didn’t see eye to eyein general while they couldn’t even be considered friends. Thatdidn’t mean anything to him just now except for the build up thatbrought them to this moment when he could hold her again. All theyears in high school while passing the halls and barely noticing oneanother, all the times they didn’t even speak before they finallydid, all the stupid little arguments when they had a rocky start to arelationship; it all led to him being home with her again.

Theonly thing Nixon wanted was to be there with Devyn, holding her closeand never letting go. He knew that eventually they would have to pullapart when he got sent away again and that was a moment he wasdreading before even getting on the plane to fly home to her. Morethan anything though—it was a moment he was doing his best to notthink about as he pressed a light kiss to her forehead beforeglancing down at her. “We’re not playing at that, are we?” Asmile tugged at his lips that soon turned into a grin as he wrappedhis arms around her to pull her only a little closer. “Because I’dwin and we both know it. I missed you so damn much, Devyn.” So muchmore than he could even begin to describe, but he would do everythinghe could in the next week and a half to make sure she knew exactlyhow much before he had to get pulled away from her again.

“Ilove you,” he whispered while pressing his forehead against hersand breathing in deep, not wanting to let this moment go and onlywanting to hold it as close as he was holding her just now. After afew short moments passed, Nixon blinked his eyes open again to glanceback at her, barely pulling himself back from her so he could get abetter look at Devyn while still keeping his arms wrapped around her.This is what he had been dreaming of; seeing her again, holding herclose, being with her after the near year that had passed when he hadlast seen her in person. Nothing was better than this—until a thought crossed his mind.

“Whyare you home?” Not that he wasn’t glad to see her and even morethan glad, but she wasn’t supposed to be home just then. Nixonexpected to come back to an empty place since it was Christmas andshe should have been with her family. He knew she wouldn’t be out allnight and that would give him plenty of time to get himself situatedbefore she walked in the door and saw him there. Seeing her alreadythere wasn’t what he expected in the slightest. “It’s Christmas,Dev. Why aren’t you with your folks?”

"I'm glad that you're home too."  If Devyn could have it her way, she would never let him go back after the holidays were over with. She would have kept him there with her. So she wouldn't have to go a day without him. But she knew he would have to go back. And that pained her. But for the time being, she wasn't going to think about it.  All she would think about at the moment was spending time with him.

A small grin forming on her lips, she shrugged her shoulders slightly. "Maybe we are, maybe we aren't." Devyn knew that Nixon always won when they played the 'who missed each other the most' game. But still, it was a game she liked to play. Even if she never won. "You always win every single time." A soft smile forming on her lips, she gazed at him.  Pressing her forehead against his, she closed her eyes for a moment before opening them back up. "I love you too."  Part of her still thought that this was a dream. A dream she would wake up from. But it wasn't. And that was what made everything so much better.

That he was really home. That he was holding her. That for the first time in months,  she was truly happy.  Hearing his question, she sighed a bit. "I was at my parents house earlier. Helped them cook. But they could tell that I wasn't that happy." Of course she hadn't been happy earlier during the day. With the thought of having to spend the holidays without him, it made her upset. That for the first time ever, he wouldn't have been there. "Earlier, I thought you wouldn't have been coming home for the holidays. And I just, I couldn't be around my family while I was upset."

If there was one thing she loved about her family, it was that they were beyond understanding.  Especially when it came to how Devyn was feeling too. "And I know it's Christmas, but with the thought that I wasn't going to be spending the holidays with you, it just, it didn't feel right.  Truthfully, I felt alone. Everyone else in my family had their significant other, and then there was me, alone."

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Afterbeing gone for nearly a year and barely getting to talk with her,this was the only thing Nixon wanted. The letters weren’t enough, thephone calls weren’t enough, the rare chances he got to Skype with herweren’t enough. Nothing could compare to the moment he walked in thedoor and saw her there in person for the first time in too manymonths. Nothing could compare to hearing her voice without having thedistant noise that could be heard over a phone call that barelylasted long enough for either of them. Nothing could compare toholding her in his arms and never wanting to let go again.

Allhe had wanted was to get home and see her, but that was the lastthing he got while being over seas and being about a far away fromher as possible. Maybe it could have been even farther away, but thatwas a thought he dreaded more than most other things. It was athought he didn’t want crossing his mind, along with the thought ofbeing gone longer and not getting to hold her so soon again when thiswas all he wanted and the only thing he needed. In all actuality,there was no doubt in the man’s mind that they could stay just likethis for the entire time he was back and everything would be rightuntil he had to leave again. Him hold her while he felt her pressedagainst him was the only thing he ever needed.

“Ithink it’s called holiday leave,” he joked lightly while still notpulling back and only letting his gaze stay locked on her. It hadonly been moments since he walked through the door and he knew therewasn’t a chance he would get enough of this, holding her tight andtaking her in for as long as he could until their time was up and hewas shipped off again. That was the last thing he wanted to think ofthough and it was easy enough to push the thought from his mind as hepulled back only inches to take her in a moment longer while a sighpassed his lips. “I missed you,” he repeated his words when theywere about as true as anything else. He wouldn’t be able to say itenough, just like he wouldn’t be able to hold her enough or tell herhe loved her enough. There wouldn’t be enough time and he knew thatas he ducked his head back down to press his lips against her. Therewouldn’t be enough time, but he would do everything he could with thetime they were given.

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"I still say it's a miracle." A small grin forming on her lips, she never once pulled away. She loved him holding her. She loved feeling his body against hers. What she loved the most though was him being home. Even if it was just for the holidays. She would manage to spend every minute of every day with him.  And though she knew he would have to go back after the holidays were over, she would some how find a way to deal with that. But not right now. That was the last thing she would think about. The only thing she wanted to think about was him. And how he was able to come home.

"I missed you more."  Even though she knew that she woudn't win the argument on who missed who more, she still felt the need to say it. Because she did miss him a lot. And she knew that NIxon knew that. Knew how much she missed her by the wording of her letters, and how she would say that she wasn't doing so well with him being away.  Feeling his lips pressed against hers, she leaned up a bit into it, kissing him back. After what had seemed like forever, Devyn pulled away a bit.

Her eyes gazing up at him, she couldn't help but to smile softly. "I love you, so much." Resting her forehead against his, she closed her eyes for a moment before opening them back up. She never wanted to leave the comfort of his arms. If she had it her way, she'd stay like that forever.

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Theonly thing Nixon had thought about for months was getting back homeand seeing Devyn. It was the thing occupying his mind the most whenhe was out in the field with the other guys he had grown close toover the past year. Whether he was actually out in action, settlinginto the jeep that took him and the other guys around to the nexttown over, or even back at camp for a few hours before getting sentback out once more; there was always that one thing taking up hismind more than anything else could. He could do his job just fine andstill have Devyn taking up his mind when washing any part of her awaywas impossible. He knew not to let himself get too wrapped up inthose thoughts when he had to be present and in the moment, ready forwhatever was going to come, but that didn’t stop him from letting hismind wander more than it should have.

Evenwhile sending those letters to her and getting them in return, hestill kept thinking without saying a word. As far as he knew, shedidn’t have a clue that he would be home for the holidays and that’show he wanted to keep things. There was always the slight chance thatthings would change and Nixon hated the idea of letting her down.Plus, there was the idea of seeing that look on her face if heactually got that leave for two weeks that would bring him home toher. The surprise she wouldn’t be able to hide, the joy it broughthim, the idea of holding her again; it was all enough to make it soNixon kept his mouth shut about that. All their letters for monthshad been the same as any before, keeping things right to the pointand not letting himself slip up.

Itwas better that way when he did see the look on her face that had asmile pulling at his lips as she crossed the room and wrapped herarms around him while he pulled her closer, wrapping his arms aroundher waist and holding her as tight as he would let himself. “Youhave no idea how much I missed you,” he whispered the words into herear while still not letting go when he never wanted to. It would betwo weeks of this and Nixon was planning on taking up every moment hewould have in that time when he only barely pulled back to lethimself look at her. Seeing the tears fading away, he lifted a handand stroked away the nearly dried up tears that brushed her cheekswhile looking at the water that still filled her eyes. “And youhave no idea how happy I am to see you.”

Itwas better than he could put into words after all that time had passed.Seeing her again meant the world to Nixon and he wasn’t so sure hecould go any longer while being away from her, even if the time wouldcome for it. He was just glad to be holding her again. “I love youso goddamn much, Devyn.”

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Feeling him wrap his arms around her made everything feel better to her. To finally be in his arms again.  It was a feeling that she loved.  It was a feeling that she never wanted to leave at all.  Her head resting on his shoulder as she hugged him, she smiled. A smile that had been rare ever since he had been deployed over seas.  To her, this was the best present she could have ever gotten. Him coming home for the holidays. That was her gift, and she knew it.

She didn't need any diamond rings or anything like that. Not when she had Nixon there.  Keeping her arms wrapped around his neck, she pulled away a bit to look at him.  She could feel more tears forming in her eyes. Not tears of sadness though. Tears of happiness.  Tears of happiness for him being there. For him being home.  "Now this is a Christmas Miracle."  It was indeed. Him being home was a miracle.  A miracle she had dreamed of for so long. "As much as I loved skyping with you while you were over there, having you home is the best thing ever."

Resting her forehead against his, she couldn't help but to smile once more.  She knew for the next two weeks, she would spend every waking moment with him. And she would be sure to tell her family that. As much as she loved them, she wanted to spend all of her time with Nixon.  And she was more than positive that they would understand that. After all, it had been almost a year since they had last saw each other. A year since they had last been able to hold each other.   She wasn't going to let anyone ruin her time with him. That was for sure

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Theonly thing Nixon wanted was to be home for Christmas. He wanted to beback home with Devyn when being away for this period of time was toolong. It was a hassle for him, but he could tell it was worse forher. Maybe they hadn’t always been in this position with one another.Maybe they hadn’t been high school sweethearts or even really beenthat great of friends back then. Maybe it was only in the past yearwhen they started to get closer and he ended up falling in love witha girl he barely used to know. But that didn’t make it any easier onhim when he was across seas, reading her letters that only told himhow she wasn’t doing any better than he was.

Itwasn’t entirely surprising when he found out a few of the guys wouldbe going home for the holidays. Some wanted to stay back, keep ongoing through the holidays for whatever reason. That might have beenthe case for Nixon if he had been out there a couple years ago. Hevery well might have stayed behind and kept on going without failingwhen there wasn’t much to go back to. The only person back home wasthe brother he kept in contact just enough while he was gone and afew friends that actually kept up with a letter here and there as away of filling him in on everything he was missing while being away.This person got engaged, that person finally settled down afterfinding ‘the one’. It was one thing after the next that had himrushing through those letters on most days when he was looking forone in particular. It was the one he wanted more than anything elseand the one reason he actually smiled at the idea of going home.

Steppingout of the airport after finally making it back, the chill in the airrushed by as Nixon made his way towards one of the few cabs lined upout front. It was Christmas and the place was still packed wheneveryone was trying to get back home for the holidays just the sameas he was. Thankfully, he snatched up the cab before anyone elsecould while leaning forward and giving the driver the address thatwould take him home. A part of him wondered if she would even bethere, seeing as how it was Christmas and he hoped she wouldn’t besitting alone at home. Another part of him hoped she was there whenit meant the only thing he had to do was walk in the door and see heragain.

Thedrive took less than thirty minutes before Nixon was paying the man and gettingout of the cab, pulling the strap of his bag over his still uniformedshoulder as he felt the snow settling in around him. Snow wasn’tsomething he had seen in a while, just the same as the apartmentbuilding he turned to look at before he made his way towards it andsoon made his way up the stairs to led to a particular door. Nixonstill couldn’t believe that he was home, even while opening the doorand quietly closing it behind him before making his way through thedimmed apartment they shared before he left. It was only a few stepsin when he heard a soft voice coming from the bedroom that he madehis way towards as he just barely caught her words while letting hisbag drop right outside the door that he easily pushed open.

Ittook him a second to take her in. In this moment, seeing her hairsprawled around while she was tucked away in one of his shirts, Nixonrealized just how much he actually did miss her and how much he wasglad to be back home. “You know, you can’t really miss someonewho’s standing right here, Dev.”

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Rolling over onto her side, she could feel the tears forming in her eyes. All year, she had been strong. Strong through it all despite the fact that she had wanted to break down. But her family had kept her together.  Bringing her knee's up to her chest, she sighed to herself. When would she hear from him? Hell, would she even hear from him today?  If there was one thing she had wanted that day, it was to hear his voice. Maybe that would get her to calm down.

Before she had a chance to do anything else, she heard a voice. A voice she knew. It was Nixon. This had to be a dream.  Was he really there? Was he really home?  Was he really home for Christmas?  Sitting up on the bed, she turned to see him standing there. Every part of her was speechless in that moment.  It had been a year since she had last seen him in the flesh. A year since she had last been able to kiss him. A year since she last felt him hold her in his arms. A year, a damn year over all.

Her heart started to race as she gazed at him. She knew it wasn't a dream. He was really there. He was really home.  Feeling the tears start to fall down the sides of her cheeks, Devyn wasted no time. Getting up from the bed quickly, she ran over to him. Her arms wrapping around his neck, she hugged him tightly. Oh how she had missed him. He was her everything. Her entire world   The one person she saw a future with.  "I missed you so damn much." She spoke as she hugged him tightly. Never had she been this happy before. He was home now. Even if it was only for the holidays, he was home. And that made her beyond happy.

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Christmas was supposed to be a happy time of year. A time where people gathered with their families and celebrated the holiday. For Devyn, she wasn't happy. Not like she usually was. With Nixon not home, it was different. It wasn't the same like it always was.  And she knew it wouldn't be until he finally came home and didn't have to worry about going back for a while. Until that happened, Devyn wouldn't be her usual happy self.

A small sigh escaped her lips as she sat at the counter at her parents house. Of course they would drag her out of her apartment she had shared with Nixon before he was deployed. She knew they hated seeing her like this. Not her normal self. "Dev, cheer up. It's Christmas." Erin, her sister spoke. Looking over at her sister, she just shrugged.  There wasn't any point in cheering up now. Not until she at least heard from him. Or even skyped with him.  If the only thing they could do was skype for Christmas, then that would be fine.  "I think I'm just gonna go home. And maybe nap for a bit."

Sliding off the chair, Devyn made her way towards the front door, grabbing her jacket, she slipped it on before slipping her boots on. Walking out the door, the snow starting falling as she made her way to her car. Getting in it, she sat there for a moment. She sat there and thought about the past year. With how she had to deal with being alone while Nixon was across the ocean. Miles and miles away from her.  After a few minutes, she finally started the car up. Pulling out of the driveway, she made her way back to the apartment. It didn't take too long for her to get there.

Pulling into one of the parking spaces, she parked the car. Getting out, she made her way inside the building. Walking up the stairs, she made her way to the apartment.  Unlocking the door, she walked inside. Taking off her boots, she sighed as she made her way back to the bedroom.  Getting out one of his shirts, she quickly changed into it before crawling onto the bed.  Laying there, she stared up at the ceiling. "I miss you so much, Nix." She whispered.  Oh how she wished that he was there with her right now. Holding her in his arms. That was what she had wished for more than anything.